Saving her Marriage to the Duke

SAVING HER MARRIAGE TO THE DUKE A Steamy Historical Regency Romance Novel AVA MACADAMS Contents Α Special Gift For You… Before You Start Reading… Love to Read? Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Chapter 27 Epilogue Extended Epilogue Preview: Romancing his Fair Duchess Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Also by Ava MacAdams Loved the Book? About the Author Α Special Gift For You… I feel so blessed that you’ve downloaded my book! As a way for me to thank you for choosing me, I am offering you a free book. Bared to the Wicked Baron is now available for all people who have downloaded one of my books! You can get your free copy by clicking the image below or this link here…and I hope you love this as much as I do! I appreciate you! 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If only they knew these rumors were no more than a ploy to ruse her elusive husband back to her… Having lost everything he loved once already, Evan doesn’t intend to go down the same path ever again or let himself love. And he is willing to stay away from his alluring wife for another five years if that is what it takes. When news of Arabella’s infidelity reaches Evan, he has no choice but to return to London and teach his wife some discipline and decorum. Only… what he finds instead is disobedience. And the most delicious lips he was ever hoping to kiss. Chapter One Gloria Garter, the Dowager Duchess of Lancaster, whacked her grandson’s valet soundly in the leg with her cane, startling him awake. “Get up, you fool, and open this door immediately!” she demanded, looking at the servant with hate-filled eyes. “Apologies, Your Grace,” Simon replied, scrambling from his seated position to open the double doors to her grandson’s study. “Worthless,” she muttered impatiently, banging her cane against the floor loudly. In the study that was once his grandfather’s, Evan Garter, the Duke of Lancaster, was startled by her brash entrance. She barged through the double oak doors into the dark-blue painted room, casting light into the naturally dark corners, over the arrangement of heavy furniture and hunt-related paintings. He hadn’t changed anything since he’d taken over the family affairs though every day he wondered if he should. Traces of his grandfather were everywhere, reminding him of the past. Evan looked once more at the small, brown, leather buckle shoes and quickly hid them in a drawer of his desk. His blue eyes barely got a chance to focus before his grandmother’s shrill, condescending voice filled the air. Immediately, an ache bloomed beneath his left temple. He rubbed it and squinted in annoyance. “Blessed evening, Grandmother,” he replied dryly as she slapped a newspaper in front of him. “Blessed evening my foot, grandson!” she spat back, pointing a thin, gnarled finger at the print. “Look at this! Your wife is making a fool of our family name and legacy with her hedonistic ways again. I will not stand for it, Evan! You must gain control of her at once!” Evan sighed heavily as he reached for his decanter of whiskey and poured himself a refill. This was not what he wanted to be bothered with at the moment. He wanted to be left alone with his pain. With his misery. With the ghosts of his departed family. Of course, it did not matter what he wanted. Not when duty called. “What is it exactly that I am supposed to be looking at, grandmother?” he asked, looking into her steely eyes as he took a healthy swallow of liquor. A fresh wave of burning numbness washed over him, and he felt the modicum of care he had started to feel slip away. Ah. That was better. “Your wife, Evan,” she bit out, leaning down once more to poke at the newspaper. “She is taking lovers outside of your marriage, and she is throwing all caution to the wind by not caring who it is that sees her commit such dalliance!” When Evan rolled his eyes in indifference, she scooped up the paper and began to read through the story. “Arabella Garter, Duchess of Lancaster, has kept busy this summer season despite her husband’s absence. It has been said that more than once, she has been seen dancing and taking tea with the ever-renowned bachelor, Lord Leonard Garter, the close cousin to the Duke of Lancaster himself. More than that, spectators have seen the Duchess with quite the list of—” “Enough,” Evan barked, rubbing his temple. “Surely, you are not convinced these rumors are true. After all, you chose Arabella for her… whatever rational reason you might have had in having grandfather align this marriage for me.” He did not care. Not really. Even if it were true. As long as